Kno: Damsel in distress, her mind tied to that one track Urged to do dirt, I just twirl on my moustache When she spurns her curves on herbs that bust fast All that does is just earn her a bus pass Uh, And now she close to graduating But her imagination makes it hard for her to fake it Misused, her issues are periodical Flips through the pictures and ignores the articles Nothing matters, she ignores her particles To better barter with grown folks prone to arguments The best economists admonish her investment Thoughts are consumed while her dreams are digested So her heart of gold keep it in mine/mind Her folks are coked up but she keep 'em in line Her hopes are yolked up but she’ll free 'em in time Let’s hope she grows up, freedom of mind from loneliness
Deacon the Villain: Close your eyes, try to dream She done seen ‘bout everything Though she tries, so it seems She done seen ‘bout everything Seen some highs, know the lows She done see ‘bout everything But when she goes, don’t you know She’ll be free from everything Loneliness
Nemo: With a mind that’s as dark as her flesh More weight than just the dreads that’s on top of her head Ice cold eyes hide behind that scarf And you think it’s a style until she unveils in front of the crowd And they all scream “Perish Marie!?” And she looked at me And the power knocked me down to her feet How could it be? A peasant staring dead at a king It must be the weed, she start to take the shape of a Queen I’m like, “Who are you and what are you capable of?" She said, “You were patiently waiting, your unbreakable love Now embrace it with hugs and kisses, desserts and and riches Give thanks -- you’ve married your competition” I’m like, “I see no ring” but that’s not how she legalize Instead she made me take the prize between her thighs And in her thirty minute reign she made my kingdom rise She screamed “Kingdom Come!” until the morning sun Wake up worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
